Hopeless Poem by Kenneth Cledera

Hopeless



Hanging from the sky
a summit, a toe, a hope, and
those that the fingertip can't reach.
Without doubt, it stays asleep.
Until serendipity embraces
dreams into wakefulness.
At that—reality coincidentally doubts itself,
and forever will illusions be given the
confidence to live.

Tuesday, September 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: abstract,life
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